Showing posts with label hoes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hoes. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

HIT.... Hoes In Training

Hello my Poppee's, it has been a long time coming. I am back to blogging and i am going to get back into the swing of things. This past Memorial day weekend I spent it with family, which is where I get a lot of my material from. They are all but boring, trust me.

So we were sitting there in my cousins living room all full of food and some were liquored up. Suddenly my son started jumping all over the place and my cousin almost had a heart attack. After we calmed down my over sugared 3 year old (thanks to the little girls who were sneaking him ice pops), my cousin started telling a story about some little girl that proceeded to ouch him on the plane.

So at first it seemed like a story of a kid that was just a pain in the ass but then the more I listened my brain started to take a journey down the abyss. He said the girl kept touching his arm and leg and he kept telling the child's mother that she was touching him and it was making him uncomfortable. He said he was getting upset because the fat lady with no morals ignored his plea for help and went to sleep.

I am glad the my cousin kept making a fuss to the lady so she could move her rotten ass child but a thought popped into my head. Maybe just maybe this little girl was a HIT, a Hoe In Training. Let's look at the facts. Her mother let her sit next to a strange man and allowed her to put her hands on this guy without telling her to keep her hands to herself then the lady decides to fall asleep even though the guy keeps telling her that he feels uncomfortable. This is a prime example of a HIT.

There are many examples of HIT's. I see these parents letting these kids roam around in these little ass outfits even though they know for damn sure that they are inappropriate for the child to wear. There are things that I see little girls wearing that remind me of outfits found in the boom boom room. I mean why? What ever happened to raising respectable young ladies? Oh I guess that went out the window when the rent became due. Today's HIT is tomorrows Kim Kardashian's and Amber Rose or their wanna Be's.

Good women are hard to find because most now a days are HIT's. They don't cook, they don't clean, they don't go grocery shopping, they don't read real books. These are the girls go through life looking for men to take care of them. These are the women that want to drive the 200k cars without paying the bill. The same women that smile in your face on Sunday saying praise God thank ya JeeZus. These are the same females that grow up to use a good man for all he has and then leaves.

And no I am not mad at the hussle of these HIT's. I dont want anyone to think I am hating or mad at their come up. I just want to know, Is it OK to raise a HIT? Or hell are you a HIT and just realized it? Were you raised to be a HIT? Please share some stories if you got some... This shit is vigorous.

Friday, December 30, 2011

its a Ho-tastraphe

This post is dedicated to the heaux of the world who are in total denial of their heuax status. I feel like if you are loose then you should embrace who you are. Be honest with yourself and those around you.

There is nothing more tragic than a hoe in denial. If you cannot remember 90 percent of your partners than you are a heaux! If you had more dick and pussy in your mouth than Trojan condoms then you are a heaux. If you have your own personal porn collection staring you with a different co-star every time then you are a heaux.

 Don't fret my friends. Being a heaux can't be all that bad. Let’s examine this. With being a heaux comes experience. One would hope so anyway. There is nothing worse than being a heaux who can't fuck, suck or lick. Shout out to Kim k. An experienced heaux makes people happy sexually. That's if their genitalia haven’t rotted off yet.
 

Smart hoes always carry their own protection. For those cheap bastards who want sex but don't want to spend the cash on the rubbers maybe a heaux is what you need. Hopefully a heaux gets coupons on prophylactics, kind of like a frequent fucker program. Can you imagine walking into CVS and the cashier saying hello Mr/Ms. (insert name here).. I have that new brand of condoms I was telling you about. These are on the house. I mean you don't have to be a heaux to appreciate free protection.

So in conclusion my message to the Heaux of the world is "embrace who you are." I mean without Heaux we wouldn’t have great porn. Just stop being in denial. Just some food for thought....